Verse 1 

Everyday that Im alive 

Could be the day that I will fly 

And there would be no need for crying faces 



All the music may have died 

And parents make us compromise 

But we know motivations hiding places 



Pre-chorus 

So fly like you do 

Summers coming 

So live like you do 

Alright 



Chorus 

Were the ones whose hands are on the sky 

Hold your breath when we all come alive 

Look around we see through your disguise 

Broken plans and premature goodbyes 



I cant hear you 

Well see this though 



Verse 2 

Lately its been understood 

That we dont live the way we should 

And teenage love is only full of mayhem 



We all want what we cant have 

And we cant have the aftermath 

Of freedom from this prank abomination 



Pre-chorus 

So fly like you do 

Summers coming 

So live like you do 

Alright 



Chorus 

Were the ones whose hands are on the sky 

Hold your breath when we all come alive 

Look around we see through your disguise 

Broken plans and premature goodbyes 



I cant hear you 

Well see this though